Monday, March 26, 2012

Ode To The Fallen Stars

seem like an ink stain
standing out of your head
thoughts struggle
like a drowning
all arms and legs

so deep in the see
you don't notice
a thing that's said

                            feel like an out strung
being strung up for dead
who cares
no matter if the night falls
only wishing you would look
out side your head

See That Star
                     all arms and legs
like an octopus
in shallow waters
left breathless
with these thoughts in your head
cant seem to shake the urgent
to talk the need
cant find the words for want
but we all used to look
to the stain of the night
with luck
locking heads
on a fallen star
all arms and legs
we held out our hands